Back to reality
It’s dark in my room
no moon through the transom
looking at me, the two fans
working overtime to beat
the heat index (added injury
to the insult of flooding)
my room is lovely, dark,
and the bed is deep but, alas,
those promises must be kept
the morning after the return.
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love your play with the Frost poem
Thank you. I appreciate your encouragement!
Sensory rich poem! (And I love the aside.)
Clever play on Frost’s iconic poem! It fits your reality of returning home! 💙 But soon- off to Hindman!